Dear Murphy
Thursday, February 14th, 2008I know I haven’t posted in a while - since December - but there you go. Murphy’s law. It’s a killer.
We had quite a crappy end of the year and I have been hiding under the covers until I was sure the bad mojo had gone.
I’m still unsure.
As you may or may not know, my Mom died in September. That pretty much set the tone for the next several months. It seemed we were just getting our equilibrium back and looking forward to Christmas when Dennis sister passed away on Christmas eve. She had been battling cancer for a long time, and doing pretty well. But a week before Christmas we got word that she was on a downward trajectory. We were fortunate to be able to visit before she died.
Christmas was a pretty low-key affair. My dad came out for dinner as did Dennis brother. Neither of my brothers come home. In fact, neither of my brothers sent gifts…or cards. I believe they called my dad, they did not call me.
And that’s all I’m going to say about that.
So, as you can imagine, we were anxious for the year to be over already.
Since January 1st, the weather has been bitterly cold, the snow keeps falling (not enough to give you an excuse to stay home from work however), we’ve fostered two sets of puppies (I want to stop smelling like pee), the fuel oil bill came (yikes!), my house is so dusty an archaeologist would go looking for grant money, the kitchen remodel has been stalled since November … you get the idea.
Hopefully we will shake loose some time and get the blogs purring again.
I am not counting on it.
